Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
Monday, Jan. 24, 2005 - 6:01 a.m.
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Muslim Girls without Hijab
OK, one would think that if I can be constantly reading things, posting them and updating, I am not working. Haha... I am thrilled with how much I got done today. For once I don't feel like I am crawling along like a snail with this contract. Thank god.
Oh goddamn ... yes I realize I just said Thank god. Oh well...
I JUST now realized that I had told the Adult Language Ed people that I'd send the changes to the sketches to them tomorrow. Oh well.. no WONDER i got so much more done than I had projected. Because I had factored those changes into the projection. Dang. Well, the woman actually isn't into the studio til Tuesday, so for Tuesday it will have to be, since it is already 6am and I was shutting down for the night.
Anyhews, the reason that I get so much looked at on the puter is that I am sitting here ALL day long, taking a five to ten minute break every so often. If I weren't working so hard I'd be in the other room, going out, visiting whatever... = less puter time.
So I bring to you this wonderful exception to the rules that say Muslim women must cover their heads and cannot travel without permission from their husband, indeed without even the presence of their husband. Yes, there is an exception. Here ya go.
Goddamn. Again.
AND where IS everyone? Why aren't you at Diaryland? Do you have LIVES or something? Well, then get here and WRITE about your lives! More Goddamn!
sheesh.
nite nite y'all!
me, wenchie
... ps, this is my second entry tonight.
The first is here.
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previous meanderings - future past
Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Taking Care of Your Cows - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Saint Joseph robs the cradle and eats spaghetti - Sunday, Jun. 14, 2009
sticky notes and broken irises - Friday, Jun. 12, 2009
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